Seeing Xing Yuan ignored him at all, the nobles seemed to have been provoked and chased him directly.

To be fair, these people's talents are outstanding, but they can't change their shit. Their confidence from childhood to adulthood makes them think that they are the biggest and everyone has to rely on him.

"I dare not answer me!"

Wang Xu, who was questioning Xingyuan at the beginning, was furious and rushed towards Xingyuan with one punch, without any reason.

Feeling a gust of fist wind hitting his back, Xingyuan frowned slightly, then turned sideways and cleverly avoided Wang Xu's punch. Then Xingyuan ran past like thunder, raised his right foot, kicked out suddenly, kicked Wang Xu in the chest, and kicked Wang Xu away directly.

puff!

Wang Xu is not strong at all, how can he withstand Xingyuan's kick? You must know that Xingyuan is a powerful man who is comparable to the demon-turning force.

"You! I dare to kick me, my cousin won't let you go." Wang Xu pointed at Xingyuan vaguely and cursed, wishing to eat Xingyuan.

Xingyuan looked at Wang Xu coldly, and his eyes were transmitted to everyone's eyes through the mask. It was Xingyuan's cold-blooded eyes that he had trained to fight life and death with monsters since childhood, which shocked everyone. No one expected that Xingyuan would really dare to attack Wang Xu, and even Dongfang Yu dared to turn against Wang Xu easily.

Everyone looked at Xingyuan coldly. Several people went to help Wang Xu up, looking like Wang Xu's younger brother.

"Ha. Good boy, you actually dare to attack Junior Brother Wang Xu, you have the courage." Dongfang Yu was also stunned by Xing Yuan's sudden attack. Xing Yuan's speed just now was very fast, which gave Dongfang Yu a new guess about Xing Yuan's cultivation.

Xingyuan, who was pointed at by thousands of people, was not afraid at all, but said lightly: "I will accompany you to the end!"

After saying that, Xingyuan left alone, leaving everyone standing in front of him.

He Yu stood in the crowd. He did not force Xingyuan to stand up just now. Wang Xu and Dongfang Yu did have some backers. Even Wang Yu was the senior brother of the Dacheng class, he could not compete. After all, Wang Yu did not have any backstage.

"Don't support me, hurry up and investigate what this little boy came from. You have a backer in the Qingjia tribe!!"

Wang Xu showed a resentful look, and there was a tendency to peel Xingyuan off if he had a disagreement. If he finally found out that there was no power behind Xingyuan, he would have to teach Xingyuan a lesson that he would never forget for life.

......

When he returned to his yard alone, Xingyuan did not take Wang Xu at all. The other party relied on his strength to think that everyone would obey him and that others could live under others, but Xingyuan did not have that kind of heart, and Xingyuan had not yet survived by others.

Xingyuan returned to the room, sat cross-legged on the bed, threw the maple leaf knife scroll given by Lin Yandong aside, and took out the three-soul-dividing technique from the ring. This magic trick was very simple and gave people a strong sense of the times.

Xingyuan opened the first page and a few big words appeared in front of him: the first level of the three soul slashing technique of the soul division technique, condensed the demonic energy into his hands, silently recited the soul-summoning formula in his mouth, and used the demonic energy as a guide to summon a hell evil soul that had lost consciousness to assist in the battle. Whether the evil soul is powerful will change with the change of the master's cultivation.

After Xingyuan finished reading it, his eyes suddenly turned black and his mind began to roar. An extremely gloomy mantra appeared for no reason. This mantra seemed like a brand, and it appeared repeatedly in Xingyuan's mind, making Xingyuan's face turn pale, but he subconsciously remembered this mantra deeply.

"The three soul-dividing technique will advance with the progress of cultivation? If you can practice to the third level, you can upgrade from the yellow-level intermediate magic... to the Xuan-level low-level magic!!"

Xingyuan looked at the blurry words and immediately fell into shock after reading them. If he practiced to the third level, he could advance from the Yellow-level intermediate magic to the Xuan-level low-level magic. This was simply incredible. You must know that the entire Yunling tribe does not have even one step of the Xuan-level magic.

The Xuan-level magic is easy to say, but to be honest, if any Xuan-level magic is circulated from the Qingli tribe, it will definitely cause shock in the Jincui Mountains and even the entire Wanling Mountains.

Xingyuan suddenly felt as if he had found a treasure and was a little stunned.

"If you don't practice at this time, when will you wait?"

As he said that, Xingyuan stood up and pulled out the Soul-Suppressing Sword. In fact, Xingyuan had thought about using the Demon Moon to practice, but after thinking about it, the Demon Moon's origin is mysterious and has his own unique sword technique, so he decided to practice with the Soul-Suppressing Sword.

With the improvement of cultivation and the sublimation of his knowledge, Xingyuan felt that Yao Yue could not appear in front of others easily. Even if he had to use Yao Yue, then those who had seen Yao Yue would kill him and would never leave any survivors. This was also the rule set by Xingyuan for himself.

Xingyuan stood in the house, holding the soul-suppressing sword with both hands. The mysterious stream in his body moved at will, and immediately began to enter a state of fighting, surging through the seven meridians and eight veins of Xingyuan, mobilizing the demon sea of ​​Xingyuan and mobilizing the demonic aura stored in the demon sea.

In an instant, Xingyuan's hands emitted a pale yellow demonic aura, which was the yellow-level demonic aura.

Then Xingyuan murmured to himself according to the mantras on the Soul-Split Three Slashing Technique. The mantras given by the Soul-Split Three Slashing Technique were very obscure and difficult to recite. As long as Xingyuan thought of this mantra in his mind, a roar immediately appeared, making Xingyuan's mind feel like it was bombed, but Xingyuan still read it out word by word.

"ah"

Xingyuan felt that his head was about to crack, and that mantra made life worse than death.

When my mind was roaring and it was difficult to hold on, a sense of consciousness rushed into the consciousness of Xingyuan.

"Ignorance child, dare to learn my unique skills secretly. Let me see how many courage you have!!"

The soul-suppressing sword in Xingyuan's hand shook violently, with a huge amplitude that made Xingyuan almost unable to hold it. Xingyuan felt a big hammer hitting his head, which was extremely painful.

"Ah, who are you?"

Xingyuan asked with difficulty when he heard the old but heroic voice suddenly appearing in his mind.

"A child steals my unique skills and asks who I am. It's really a joke, hehe..."

This sound is like a mechanical one, not like a living person, but more like an instinctive reaction left by a powerful man many years ago before he was about to die, allowing his soul to automatically protect himself after death.

Xingyuan felt that his mind was getting more and more painful, as if he was squeezed by heaven and earth, and he had nowhere to escape but was extremely painful. In the end, after Xingyuan persisted for ten breaths, his hands spread out in disobedience and threw the soul-squeezing sword to the ground.

Xingyuan seemed to have his soul returned to his position after being pulled away, as if he had woken up from a dream.

"What the hell is this...what the hell?"

Xingyuan gasped, wondering what kind of monster the sound that just appeared was. The sound didn't seem to be coming from the mantra of the Three Soul-Splitting Technique, because Xingyuan didn't feel that he had summoned an evil soul.

“So…”

Xingyuan looked at the Soul-Suppressing Sword on the ground. The Soul-Suppressing Sword was extremely dark, as if it could swallow the mind.
Chapter completed!